“Why Everyone Should See Hamilton”
Rap rhymes with…
Requiring intellectual gymnastics akin to dolts that still think our two party system works in America, rap resembles music about as much as DC, Springfield, and Chicago’s teachers’ union reflect our nation’s heritage rooted in Holy Scripture.
That’s why I resisted seeing Hamilton; and didn’t go until my favorite Special Olympian and his mom took Leslie et moi to see it.
I’d pay for a root canal before I’d pay to attend a rap concert.
Having heard Hamilton was a rap musical, I wanted to see it about as much as an equally nauseating archived video of bubble gum music featuring the Cowsills, Partridge Family, or Donnie and Marie.
Pero within seconds of the opening scene, I was captivated by the genius of playwright, composer, lyricist, and producer Lin-Manuel Miranda and list it among Les Miserables, Miss Saigon, and Phantom of the Opera as personal favorites.
Yeah, there are some moments that kinda sound like rap but not, uh, cr…
The variety of musical expressions is astoundingly to overwhelmingly unprecedented.
As an advocate of public education, convinced public education is the backbone of America’s greatness by leveling the playing field for all people regardless of color or class or culture, I think every child should have the opportunity to see Hamilton to learn more about our nation’s birth and promise for everyone.
Acknowledging every moment being pregnant with patriotic persuasion, the most emotionally, intellectually, and spiritually transcending to transforming scenes relate to forgiveness.
Only Les MIserables, in my estimation, captures the Christian ideal of forgiveness as closely as Hamilton.
That’s why I think American churchgoers should see it along with schoolchildren.
As I look at churches today – declining and dividing more than ever before – they could use more lessons on forgiveness.
God knows they haven’t been paying much attention to their, uh, teacher.
Succinctly, forgiveness is a big deal to Jesus: “If you forgive others, you will be forgiven by God. If not, not.”
Forgiveness is one of those words that everybody can define yet fewer and fewer and fewer in our declining and dividing church as well as country can or even want to extend.
It’s one of the reasons why Christians look really bad in the eyes of the unconvinced ergo unconverted ergo unchurched.
Really, why would anyone listen to churches that are increasingly declining and intensely dividing as they sing, “Blest be the tie that binds…We are one in the…”?
I don’t think so.
Truth is most churches that I know really suck at forgiveness; and I use that uncomfortable to profane word because most churches don’t practice what they preach when it comes to forgiveness and profane their profession to be Christians.
Actually, one of the big hypocrisies in most American churches is they don’t walk the talk of Jesus when it comes to love expressing itself in grace, mercy, and forgiveness.
When Christians don’t forgive and then inevitably divide, accelerating the decline of Christianity as a player in America’s cultural evolution, they are as much a part of the problem as DC and Springfield and make Jesus puke.
BTW, if you don’t think today’s churches as well as American politics nauseate Jesus, you haven’t been reading our Lord’s letters to the seven churches of Revelation that, excuse me, have so many reincarnations from sea to shining sea.
Still, there is a remnant in America that continues to take Jesus seriously.
It’s the only hope left to save the republic in a Genesis 18 kinda way.
So let me tell you of a recent experience when Christians looked really good…faith-filled and overflowing fidelities into time.
She was a faithful wife.
She loved Jesus.
She loved her children.
She loved her church.
She was fun.
Her husband went to the dark side.
He cheated on her.
Gender-inclusive and serial promiscuity was his specialty and he wasn’t very particular…or careful.
He picked up a disease and transferred it to her.
They divorced most acrimoniously.
The family disintegrated.
The STD complicated an existing health challenge and she became terminally ill.
A few weeks before she died, she gave permission to me to tell him that she forgave him.
The tone of her voice was so kind, gentle, comforting, and angelic; reminding me of the old joke that now seems so profound to her forgiveness.
Do you know why angels can fly?
Because they take themselves lightly.
Again, the tone of her voice was light…radiant…resilient, rejuvenating, reassuring, resurrecting, and…reconciling.
We had such a wonderfully warm conversation filled with laughter and love wrapped together by faith.
It was symphonic.
She became Christianity at His best.
She rests in peace.
Christians look really bad when they don’t forgive.
Christians look really good when they forgive.
They look like Jesus.
That’s how He sees them.
Blessings and Love!